Hearing Feng Yifan say that he was going to make candy for his daughter with his own hands, Su Ruoxi and Feng Ruoruo's mother and daughter were a little surprised and turned their heads to look at him.

Then, the mother and daughter showed a skeptical look at the same time, and they looked almost identical, neither believing that Feng Yifan could make any candy as a cook.

Facing the questioning eyes of the mother and daughter, Feng Yifan said seriously: "I promise, it will not be worse than what I bought." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yifan pointed to the back kitchen and said, "Moreover, among the kitchenware I bought, there are actually those suitable for making sugar." ”

When Su Ruoxi heard this, she thought about the kitchenware in the back kitchen, but she wanted Feng Yifan to try it.

However, her daughter Feng Ruoruo was the first to say: "No, if you promise to share it with kindergarten children, what if you don't look good and don't taste good, and the children don't like it?"

In fact, Feng Ruoruo brought candy to the kindergarten as a special arrangement for the kindergarten teacher.

In order to train kindergarten children to know how to share.

Therefore, the children in Feng Ruoruo's kindergarten bring candy to share every day, and it is also the candy they like to eat.

Feng Ruoruo originally came back yesterday and should have told her mother about this incident, but because a lot of things happened yesterday, the little girl forgot about it, and now she is a little flustered when she thinks about it.

It's not that the little girl doesn't like her father's own work, but she is worried that she doesn't like what her father does with her own hands, and the kindergarten children don't like it either.

Feng Yifan thought for a while, and said very seriously: "Dad promises that he will definitely make great candy, if Dad doesn't do well, then Dad is willing to accept any punishment from Feng Ruoruo, is it okay?"

The father and daughter looked at each other like this, but there was a bit of a stalemate for a while, and Feng Ruoruo was also very hesitant in her heart.

After eating her father's breakfast, the little girl was actually very much looking forward to the candy made by her father.

But because she wants to share it with kindergarten children, Feng Ruoruo is worried that the children don't like it, and it will be very bad.

When the father and daughter were at a stalemate, Su Jinrong suddenly tried to speak: "Let, Dad, try, Ruoruo." ”

Su Ruoxi heard her father's words, thought for a while and said, "Ruoruo, let's go to the kindergarten first, and my mother will tell the teacher that I will promise to send you sugar before noon."

We'll let Dad do it first, and then Mom will buy you the fruit candy you usually like.

If Dad doesn't do well, Mom will send you fruit candy, and if Dad does well, then let Dad send it to you, okay?"

After listening to her mother's words, Feng Ruoruo felt that her mother's method was great: "Mother's method is good, then good." ”

Carrying the small schoolbag in her mother's hand, Feng Ruoruo turned around and walked back to her father before going out, and said very seriously: "You have to come on, Ruoruo believes that you can make delicious sugar." ”

Feng Yifan didn't expect that his daughter had obviously refused to send the candy he made to the kindergarten, but she even cheered him up.

Seeing his daughter's serious little face, Feng Yifan felt warm in his heart, knowing that his daughter was still very supportive of him as a father.

Feng Yifan raised his fist and made a powerful gesture to his daughter: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo for your support, Dad will definitely work hard to make Ruoruo and Ruoruo kindergarten children like candy, and it will definitely be very beautiful." ”

Feng Ruoruo heard her father's assurance, nodded like a little adult, and then ran to her grandfather's side to say goodbye to her grandfather, walked over and took her mother's hand, waved her little hand with her grandfather's father, and went out with her mother.

After the mother and daughter left, Su Jinrong turned his head to look at his son-in-law and tried to spit out a few words: "Do, what, sugar?"

Feng Yifan looked at his father-in-law's eyes and saw that his father-in-law also had a little doubt about himself.

Then Feng Yifan replied with a smile: "Make a fruit-flavored marshmallow, children should like it." ”

Su Jinrong was really a little surprised when he heard this, he never thought that his son-in-law, after returning from abroad, would not only be able to cook, but also make candy.

Feng Yifan saw that his father-in-law was surprised, so he simply walked over and pushed his father-in-law and walked to the back kitchen together. I plan to show my true strength in front of my father-in-law.

Su Jinrong didn't speak, and quietly asked his son-in-law to push him into the back kitchen, he really wanted to see how his son-in-law made marshmallows.

After entering the back kitchen, Su Jinrong was surprised to find that there were a lot of new kitchenware in the back kitchen. Many things the old people don't even recognize.

After glancing around, Su Jinrong looked at the various ingredients he bought, and finally fixed his eyes on the catfish.

After carefully looking at a few catfish, Su Jinrong tilted his mouth and said, "Yes, wild." ”

Feng Yifan turned his head and glanced at it when he heard this, and said with a smile to his father-in-law: "Dad, you really have good eyesight, and you picked up a cheap one today, and these ones are only 60 pounds." ”

Su Jinrong nodded, agreeing with his son-in-law's vision.

Next, Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law get busy.

The first is to reassemble all the kitchen utensils that have been cleaned and steamed and sterilized.

The first thing Feng Yifan did was freshly squeezed juice.

All kinds of fresh fruits, squeezed out colorful juices, were put in measuring cups by Feng Yifan.

Su Jinrong watched his son-in-law busy, and at this moment he felt that his son-in-law was not like a cook, but rather like a chemist in a laboratory.

It can be said that every raw material that Feng Yifan wants to use has been weighed and proportioned very carefully, and it is really very meticulous.

After the juice was squeezed and filtered, and after putting it aside, Feng Yifan was busy preparing other things.

From the various auxiliary materials I bought, I found the gelatin tablets, took out a few and soaked them in cold water, and put them in the refrigerator of the back kitchen.

After that, Feng Yifan dismantled the cornstarch again, poured a large bag directly into a dry wok, and slowly stir-fried the cornstarch until it was slightly fragrant.

Su Jinrong looked at his son-in-law's familiar methods, and couldn't help but guess in his heart, what has his son-in-law learned and done abroad in the past five years?

After all, Su Jinrong is a traditional chef, and he is actually very unfamiliar with all kinds of things that Feng Yifan has taken out now.

And the next various processing processes shocked Su Jinrong even more, and the use of many utensils, in Su Jinrong's opinion, really turned the kitchen into a scientific laboratory.

What a professional whisk, there is also a very professional thermometer to measure the temperature of boiling syrup.

In Su Jinrong's view, all this reveals a more professional attitude, but there is an extra cooking temperature in this.

Feng Yifan uses fruit juice to make syrup, so before each boiling, the dosage needs to be determined very accurately.

How much juice, how much syrup to add, how much sugar to add, are all very strict dosages.

It can be said that this is really the first time that Su Jinrong has cooked dishes for most of his life, and he has seen someone cook them in such a precise way.

After being busy for a long time, Feng Yifan finally prepared all the raw materials. The fried cornstarch is spread out in a large metal tray and the creamy sugar paste is packed into a piping bag.

Just as she was about to move on to the next step, Su Ruoxi pushed the door in from the outside.

Seeing Su Ruoxi's cheeks flushed and panting, it was obvious that she had run all the way back.

After a few big breaths, Su Ruoxi said a little anxiously: "Whew, it's too early, I didn't buy candy for Ruoruo, what should I do?"

Feng Yifan smiled and picked up a bag full of sugar paste piping: "It's okay, the candy I made for my daughter will be ready soon." ”